PREGNANT WITH THE COLD CEO'S BABY
Kaira Yaren wakes up with no memory of the man who left her pregnant. Just a pounding headache.
She's mocked and shamed by people she called her family. She refuses to endanger her child's life even if it means continuously stepping on her.
Meanwhile, Damian James, the cold-hearted billionaire heir, retrieves his lost memories of that one steamy night, after a discussion with his sick father about an arranged marriage, which he despised. He hates staying under the same roof with someone he barely knows except it's business related.
But since the chairman made it clear that it would be someone he knows, someone he took as his sister, with no romantic feelings attached, can never be his wife.
Hence, to satisfy his father about the marriage issues and ease his concerns. He planned to find the woman he had spent a night with.
To him, he hates romantic feelings. He was going to find her only to offer a contract marriage. Just a business. As she's the perfect fit— Vulnerable, quiet, at least that he remembered.
What he doesn't know is that she's carrying his child.
And by the time Damian discovers the truth, it's already late..
His younger brother, Oliver is already in love with her.
Now, Kairan became the only thing Damian has ever wanted after falling in love with her. So was Kaira's favorite cousin, Tony. Whom she thought only cared for her because they were family, but it turned out he had always harbored romantic feelings for her.
Three men love a woman, each with a special story and bond with her. With whom do you think she would go?
The cold-hearted billionaire with whom they had a night together? Or the others whom she cares dearly for.
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Chapter: Stolen phoneKaira's POVOutside Camille’s house, standing in the alleyway, I couldn’t shake the thoughts from my head. What her mom had said to me kept echoing again and again, every word still ringing in my ears since I left her presence. My feet felt heavy, my chest tight. I didn’t even notice when I reached the gate.Helen’s voice had broken through my thoughts then, pulling me back to reality."Are you even listening? You seem out of it. What are you thinking? I hope everything’s alright?" she had said, her voice was soft but filled with worry. Her hand tapped my shoulder lightly, and that little touch snapped me out of my fog.I blinked, realizing I’d been staring into space. "Oh yeah! Yeah, everything’s fine. I was just... spaced out, yeah, spaced I guess," I had replied, my voice sounding more startled than calm.She had studied my face for a second, not quite believing me, then smiled faintly. "I was thanking you about earlier. I didn’t expect you would involve yourself. Thank you."Her
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
Chapter: Under her gazeKaira's POV "I'm sorry..." I whispered, guilt written all over my face.But Helen didn’t even seem to hear me. Confusion flashed in her eyes as she quickly bent to grab the pot lid, covering the food back, then pulled at her oversized gown and threw it aside.I just stood there, frozen, watching her every move. My lips parted like I wanted to say something, but I didn’t. It wouldn’t change anything now.When she took off the gown, I thought she was about to change right there in the kitchen and almost looked away. But to my surprise, she already had another dress underneath, like she had known something like this might happen."Oh, you had it on," I said quietly.It was the same outfit she wore when she came to get me earlier."Yeah. In case of emergencies like this one. I'm always prepared, you know," she said quickly, her voice was a bit shaky and rushed.I thought she would be angry at me. It was my fault, and it was actually worth getting mad about. Camille’s mom isn’t the patien
Last Updated: 2025-10-11
Chapter: Forgotten messageKaira's POV "No, I was…" I started to say, but I was cut off quickly. I wanted to tell her she was hardworking; cooking, washing her clothes, and cleaning all at once, alone in this big house. "I know, and I’m begging you," she said, slowly lifting her head to look at me. "Oh, okay. I wasn’t going to say anything though. I just wanted to tell you that you’re hardworking," I said flatly. She reminded me of myself. I saw myself in her, carrying the whole house on my shoulders like a maid instead of a family. "What do you mean? I thought… your reaction earlier was like someone who would report me right away. My boss doesn’t like it when I’m cooking and not in the kitchen," she said, her face showing a mix of worry, tiredness, and fear. I didn’t even know how to describe that look. "And she likes everything neat, but I look messy now…" she said with a small, awkward smile, glancing down at her clothes. "You shouldn’t do things that will upset her next time," I said gently. She l
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
Chapter: Hidden pleaKaira's POV"Seriously? You don't know about her departure?" Camille's mom’s voice was low and cold. Just hearing her speak sent chills down my body. Her voice felt like it could cut right through my heart."Ma?" I said softly, unsure of what to say.My brows lifted in confusion, and I turned to look at the maid who had brought me here. But she was gone. She had left already, leaving only the two of us in the room.When the maid led me here, we passed through the main living room, the one close to Camille’s room downstairs.Camille’s house had two living rooms. The one near the entrance was large and warm, with the dining room and kitchen nearby, as well as a restroom and a guest room.However, the second living room was upstairs. It was quieter, and everything looked expensive. Camille’s mom’s room was beside it, and across from that was her husband’s room. There was also a small balcony that looked cozy, more personal, like her private corner. Camille once told me her mom loved sta
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
Chapter: At Camille's houseKaira's POV After thinking everything through, I got up from the bed and stretched my arms. "Let's not only think but start acting," I whispered to myself and reached for my towel. My eyes felt itchy, so I gently rubbed them. Maybe, perhaps, because of the nighttime food. My stomach still felt a bit heavy. I took off my pajamas and wrapped the towel around me before hurrying to the bathroom. After my bath, I brushed my teeth and came out. My skin was already dry, so I went straight to my bag and took out my body lotion. It’s the same one I use on my face too. The tube was almost empty, and the writing on it was already fading. I pressed it softly, careful not to waste much. The smell was light and clean as I rubbed it all over my body. This lotion had lasted almost a year. I use it little by little because I don’t know when I’ll have money to buy another one. When I was done, I let out a small sigh and pulled my box closer. "What should I wear?" I said, resting my chin on my ha
Last Updated: 2025-10-05
Chapter: The empty houseKaira's POV I woke up to the quiet greeting of the house. The silence felt strange. Oliver was gone for good, before I even got up. There was no Jason, no Camille… nothing. Just stillness. And somehow, I felt lonely. Really lonely. It had never been like this before. Back home, there was always Tonia, Aunt Martha, or Uncle around. And Tony was always beside me with his calm presence. I was even getting close to Oliver too. But now it felt like everything had ended. "So this is really the end with Oliver," I whispered weakly. My mind went back to our talk last night, and my chest tightened a little. I should have said something. Anything. But I just sat there and let him do all the talking. Now I feel bad about it. He was a good guy. That’s why I hate this friend-to-lover thing. I always know how it ends. And that’s why these growing feelings… "Wait, feelings?" I murmured, frowning at myself. I blinked, staring at the ceiling like it could give me an answer. "No, that can
Last Updated: 2025-10-05
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